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Lamentations 3:22-24

Living Hope

PhilWickham

 

How great the chasm that lay between us 

How high the mountain I could not climb 

In desperation I turned to heaven 

And spoke your name into the night 

Then through the darkness your loving kindness 

Tore through the shadows of my soul 

The work is finished the end is written 

Jesus Christ my Living Hope 

 

Who could imagine so great a mercy 

What heart could fathom such boundless grace 

The God of Ages stepped down from Glory 

To wear my sin and bear my shame 

The cross has spoken I am forgiven 

The King of Kings calls me His own 

Beautiful Savior I’m yours forever 

Jesus Christ my Living Hope 

 

Hallelujah praise the One who set me free 

Hallelujah death has lost its grip on me 

You have broken every chain there’s salvation in your Name 

Jesus Christ my Living Hope 

 

Then came the morning that sealed the promise 

Your buried body began to breathe 

Out of the silence the Roaring Lion 

Declared the grave has no claim on me 

Then came the morning that sealed the promise 

Your buried body began to breathe 

Out of the silence the Roaring Lion 

Declared the grave has no claim on me 

Jesus Yours is the victory 

 

Hallelujah praise the One who set me free 

Hallelujah death has lost its grip on me 

You have broken every chain there’s salvation in your Name 

Jesus Christ my Living Hope Jesus Christ my Living Hope 

God you are my Living Hope 

 

 

Boldly I Approach

Rend Collective

 

By grace alone somehow I stand 

where even angels fear to tread. 

Invited by redeeming love 

before the throne of God above. 

He pulls me close with nail-scarred hands 

into His everlasting arms. 

 

When condemnation grips my heart 

and Satan tempts me to despair, 

I hear the voice that scatters fear; 

the Great I Am, The Lord is here. 

O praise the One who fights for me, 

and shields my soul eternally! 

Chorus 

Boldly I approach your throne, 

blameless now I'm running home. 

By your blood I come, 

welcomed as your own 

into the arms of majesty. 

 

Behold the bright and risen Son; 

more beauty than this world has known. 

I'm face to face with Love Himself, 

His perfect spotless righteousness. 

A thousand years, a thousand tongues 

are not enough to sing His praise. 

 

Boldly I approach your throne, 

blameless now I'm running home. 

By your blood I come, 

welcomed as your own 

into the arms of majesty 

 

This is the art of celebration, 

Knowing we're free from condemnation. 

O praise the One, 

praise the One 

 

who made an end to all my sin.